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revelation of selfA Poem by ezzkbSubstance and spoken word; misunderstood. Appetite overwhelming for the unknown, And desires: forever unrelenting. Eyes invaders of the m.. |
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GloamingA Poem by Penulis KecilVery short poem about an elderly person. |
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Speeding through the citynightA Poem by L'Enfant TerribleIs the rhythm of the lights the movement the sound and the echoes,behind a glass;like going back, in, time.Your so-called, or maybe wished, lover&rsqu.. |
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Chapter Two RoughA Chapter by Jeff MooreIn the Second chapter, Craig uses his new-found, careless courage to express his feelings for a crush through his artistic abilities. |
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WatchingA Poem by GreenSkeleton16Portrait on the wall of a girl watching over her husband, even after death. |
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Scorpio FoolA Poem by Lesley WoodPansy bull-cold & condescending as an ice cube... |
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Artistic BreastsA Poem by tmpebblesA poem about an artist painting a picture of a woman, focusing on her breasts |
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Portrait of the Boy at 5 MonthsA Poem by KimThis is beauty: his arms creviced, right-angles, against the writing desk his lean, bare torso slanted over the blank paper his hand moving, .. |
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Portrait of a Young ManA Poem by Secondhand HookaThis is an image piece of myself. Sort of. It is a bit idealized, I suppose. |
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Dear StrangerA Story by Pranav MalhotraDear Stranger,At Once I saw you locked in the walls of a resting train. I sieved the meddling crowd to get a glimpse of you. A scarf draped around you.. |
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I Wish (I Could Draw)A Poem by Andrew N. FarrensExperimental rhymes....... |
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Welcome, Constant Readers.....A Poem by Andrew N. FarrensRandom rhymes of charm personified.... |
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The PortraitA Book by LaceySAges back, a portrait of a defiant queen was painted, with inconceivable powers placed inside Decades later, the portrait has been lost, the land is a.. |
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Self-PortraitA Poem by KarenWhen self-portraits don't smile back |
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ThemA Poem by AshrThe poet: Beloved, you are perfect.You seem the craft of a patron of artisans.He: But my poet, why ?Why make me a statue ? I walk and think and breath.. |
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